I became a dragon in hell.

My name is Distin, and I am a fledgling dragon. On the first day I hatched, what I saw was a scarlet, dim sky, a swaying skeleton, and a rotting corpse with a gaping maw lunging at me.

Seeing the rotting corpse lunging at me with its gaping maw, I instinctively opened my mouth and spat a breath of dragon's breath into its gaping maw, and then the corpse exploded.

Yesterday I killed five skeleton wolves. After these days of exploration and investigation, I finally know what kind of hellish place I am in. This is hell!

All the undead creatures in this area, upon seeing me, this flesh-and-blood fledgling dragon, acted like vicious dogs seeing shit—no, like monsters seeing Tang Sanzang—all wanted to bite me!

Today is the seventh day since I hatched.

I am Destin, a fledgling dragon who has just learned to mine. Today, I just finished eating a fiery red crystal. When I looked up, I saw something emitting black smoke whizzing past overhead. I waved my dragon claw at the thing emitting black smoke.

Not long after, the thing emitting black smoke returned. It was a lich, coming to capture me. I had to run for my life...

I'm still alive, I'm fighting skeletons, and I swear, I'll beat that old lich covered in magic crystals and gold coins to a pulp sooner or later!

Today is the fifty-fifth day since I hatched...

Haha, I am a fledgling dragon that gives the lich a headache. These days I've been fighting guerrilla warfare and tunnel warfare with the lich Brann. Digging tunnels has made my dragon claws hard and sharp, and crawling forward while carrying stones has made my dragon body stronger.

It would be even better if I didn't constantly dig up skeletons, rotting corpses, coffins, and broken swords.

Yes, today is my 101st day since I hatched.

My name is Destin. Oh no! Today, while digging a tunnel, I unearthed a female corpse that was still incorrupt and wearing armor. In the spirit of not disturbing each other, I buried her again.

As I crawled out of the tunnel, that thing silently climbed onto my dragon back! Help! There's a female ghost here!!!

This damned day marks my 189th day since I hatched.

[Hahahaha, I'm so clever! I threw that armored female ghost who was clinging to me into the territory of the Lich Lord Brann.]

[It's over, the armored female corpse is back. Her armor is cracked, her hands are injured, and her eyes are still closed.]

When I asked her if she had killed the lich Brian, she didn't answer. I dragged a female corpse dressed in white out of the River Styx, tore off a relatively clean strip of cloth from her body, washed it with the water of the River Styx, and used it to bandage the armored female corpse's hand.

I plan to throw the armored female corpse into the Lich Brian's territory again tomorrow.

I am a fledgling dragon entangled by the armored female corpse. Today, I rushed into the crimson thunderstorm to absorb the lightning and temper my dragon body with the power of hellish lightning. The violent lightning power shattered the dragon scales on my body, and my dragon body was covered in wounds.

But when I activated a thunderous technique from my inherited memories, the torn and lacerated areas healed at a visible speed, and my self-healing ability seemed pretty good.

This is good news. Today marks my 233rd day since hatching.

Oh my god, hell is so big, you can see all sorts of underworld scenes. Today, while digging a tunnel, I saw ghostly soldiers passing by!

Without hesitation, I rushed out of the tunnel and flew into the territory of the lich Bryan, startling Bryan and leading him to the place where the ghostly soldiers passed through.

A coffin was thrown into the ranks of the ghost soldiers. The leading ghost general, dressed in scarlet heavy armor and riding a ghost tiger, soared into the sky the moment the coffin hit the ranks of the ghost soldiers, holding a long spear, and headed straight for the lich Brian.

The arrogant Lich Lord Brann actually fled without a fight, what a coward...!

I am Destin, a fledgling dragon who plays extreme survival games in Hell. Today, I'm going to try taking a bath in lava to hone my dragon body.

Taking a bath in lava, I smelled a fragrance... damn... the fragrance is coming from me...

The armored female corpse was drooling...

Today is the 255th day since I hatched.

I am a fledgling dragon who can write a diary. Today, while mining, I found a crystal coffin in the mine. I carried the crystal coffin out of the mine and threw it into the territory of the Lich King Brann.

The moment the crystal coffin hit the ground, a frosty mist instantly enveloped the Lich Brian's territory. I heard the Lich Brian's furious protests, saying he hadn't dug it up, and that it was that little evil dragon...

A little evil dragon? I'm not an evil dragon, I'm just a fledgling dragon struggling to survive in hell.

Today I suddenly realized something: to survive in this hell, one cannot be without territory, power, or followers. So I decided to recruit skeleton soldiers and other undead creatures to serve me.

The problem is, how do I trick the armored female corpse into becoming my first follower? She's capable of fighting the Lich King Brann; if she becomes my follower, do I still need to play it safe and develop my character?

【I am Distin, and today is the 266th day since I hatched. Last night, I dreamed that a female ghost in white asked me to pay for her clothes. After I woke up, I went to the River Styx and cursed that female ghost for a long time, saying that if she dared to enter my dream again tonight, I would jump into the River Styx, fish her out, and burn her.

Recruiting skeletons is going smoothly, but there's one thing that's bothering me: every now and then, some jerk summons away the skeletons I recruit.

Who on earth is secretly summoning my skeleton soldiers? If I find out, I'll beat that guy to a pulp!

Upon seeing this, Sophia quickly closed the diary from hell, clutched it to her chest, stood up, and looked around, her red eyes revealing panic and fear.

It was as if the owner of this diary would suddenly appear in front of her and beat her senseless.

She was the third in line to the throne of the Kingdom of Roland, but also a disgrace to the Roland royal family, and was known as the ominous princess.

Because she is a necromancer, if she were not the third in line to the throne of the Kingdom of Roland, her identity as a necromancer alone would not have allowed her to live to adulthood.

When other mages fight, the moment they raise their staffs and chant spells, fireballs, hail, lightning, water dragons, or all sorts of summoned beasts appear.

As she raised her staff and began chanting the incantation, skeleton soldiers, skeleton wolves, and skeleton dogs appeared before her...

Or it could be a skeleton soldier holding a diary.

The diary she had just been reading was obtained from the summoned skeleton soldier.

Thinking of the diary, Sophia subconsciously looked down at the diary she was holding to her chest.

The owner of this diary doesn't seem to be human, but rather a fledgling dragon born in hell.

And the skeleton soldiers, skeleton wolves, and skeleton dogs she's summoned over the years all seem to be subordinates of this hell dragon...

This young dragon named Destin recruits skeleton soldiers in Hell, and she summons them in the human world...

Sophia was afraid; she feared that one day she might accidentally summon this young dragon named Distin from hell...

If that day ever comes, the young dragon named Distin might actually beat her to a pulp...

After all, this fledgling dragon named Distin was no benevolent dragon; he even dared to retrieve a female corpse from the River Styx...